Is this... settled?

Watching the Dream Abyss being stirred into chaos by the vast will of the Dream Resting Master, the Omnia Cicada, waiting anxiously outside, glanced at the Crimson King beside it, its five eyes brimming with intense anticipation.

Starting about a month ago, the Blackbird began trembling incessantly as if possessed, desperately urging both of them to run away, claiming that if they delayed any longer, it would be too late, proving that the plan of [Father] had succeeded, and the Food God was advancing through dreams towards Old Soil.

Moreover, around the same time, the once silent Dream Abyss began to gradually "come alive," continuously opening and closing like breathing, and spreading remotely towards the depths of the Star Realm... This was the sign of the Dream Resting Master's mobilization, and now it has returned!

"Quick!!"

Gazing at the Dream Abyss that was slowly calming down, the Crimson King, who had anxiously guarded the outside for almost half a year, impatiently urged:

"Being invaded by the source of all dreams without any preparation, even a powerful entity like the Food God must be suffering! Let's hurry and check; if the Food God has been directly eroded by the Dream Resting Master, [Father] would have worked for nothing this time!"

"No rush."

Glancing at the Blackbird beside him, trembling as if it could flee at any moment, the Omnia Cicada took a deep breath, then shook its head calmly:

"Whatever needed to happen must have already happened. If the Food God has indeed been eroded, going now won't change anything, so let's continue waiting outside."

"But..."

"Relax, there will be a chance to go in."

Staring unblinkingly at the Dream Abyss returning to tranquility, the confident Omnia Cicada spoke without turning its head:

"The master of the Dream Abyss was born in a collective without defenses and boundaries, making him not very adept at concealing his thoughts; hence his strength comes without cunning, making him quite 'shallow' in character and unable to hide his intentions.

Therefore, if he indeed found the Food God's spirit core and successfully completed the erosion through dreams, even if we don't go proactively, he would call us over to boast a bit, and perhaps ask us to deliver some harsh words to [Father], or attempt to devour us again."

"What if he didn't succeed..."

"If he didn't succeed, he would also immediately invite us over."

The Omnia Cicada stated with certainty:

"For the Dream Resting Master, face, favor, and rules mean nothing. If he realizes he's in trouble, he would immediately try to cooperate with us, attempting to find a way to deal with the Food God from us.

However, this probability isn't high, although the Food God also possesses nightmare powers, he ultimately cannot compete with this dream's origin, and each time he dreams on his journey, it equals granting the Dream Resting Master a chance to peek into his spirit core... Get closer quickly!"

Seemingly having sensed something, the Omnia Cicada suddenly closed its mouth midway, then seized the fleeing Blackbird, actively moving closer to the Crimson King.

Simultaneously, a sticky yet dark, vast will descended, directly locking onto everything around them, slowly but irresistibly dragging the Three Pillar Gods towards the Dream Abyss.

It's coming!

Feeling the will around them, though still powerful and tyrannical, deliberately slowing down the dragging speed, the Omnia Cicada and the Crimson King exchanged a glance, then cautiously relaxed their bodies and will, allowing themselves to be drawn towards the Dream Abyss.

"Master."

Upon passing through the silver river again, reaching the Dream Abyss filled with silhouette corpses, the Omnia Cicada politely bowed slightly, then looked up at the grand manifestation of the Dream Resting Master's will, asking expectantly:

"Your sudden summoning of us here must mean significant gains in the Food God's dream, right?"

"..."

Gains... You mean, after finally besting him one-on-one, being surrounded by fifty thousand self-proclaimed Saiyans with golden hedgehog heads using terrifying Spirit Bombs for bombardment, eventually being righteously gang-attacked into pulp?

Recalling Leon's chaotic and bizarre dreams, and the final cosmic-level battle, the Dream Resting Master's face twitched harshly, then with a gloomy expression, asked:

"Are you mocking me?"

"?!" x2

Seeing the Dream Resting Master's extremely unfriendly expression, the two pillar gods exchanged a glance, each witnessing deep surprise in the other's eyes.

Judging by this... Did the Dream Resting Master suffer in the Food God's dream? And judging by the look, it wasn't a small loss?

"Master!"

No matter how they thought, they couldn't understand how such a naturally countered lineup lost the battle. With incredulity, the Crimson King couldn't help but ask:

"Are you saying, as the sole master of the Dream Abyss and the root of all dreams across countless planes, you couldn't break through the unguarded Food God's dream?"

"..."

You damned dog, your words are somewhat piercing...

Taming the urge to obliterate this mouthy pillar god into dust, the Dream Resting Master, under the astonished gaze of the two pillar gods, stiffly nodded, then emphasized with eyes full of anger: